Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Chapter 1841 Decisive Battle (5)

This sudden change made Yin Zi, who had been watching the fun at ease, look serious in an instant. A fierce light flashed in her shrewd fox eyes, and she cursed inwardly.

"Damn it! There's still someone here?"

She hadn't expected Wen Renyu to have such a backup plan. The appearance of these family cultivators undoubtedly brought more variables to the already tense battle situation.

Moreover, judging by the aura and strength of these cultivators, they were definitely not ordinary people. The strength of some of the family ancestors or elites should not be underestimated.

For a moment, the battle between the two sides fell into a stalemate again. The shouts of killing and the clash of weapons intertwined together, deafening.

Diwu Zhao, Wanqi Yuan and others suddenly felt tremendous pressure. The number of casualties they brought with them gradually increased, and the situation became more and more serious.

Ye Jiyun and Bei Ming Xianzhen couldn't help but become anxious when they saw this. They didn't know the other's relationship with Fu Ling'er, so they were always wary of each other's intentions.

At this moment, Wen Renyu seemed to have forgotten the people of the three realms. Looking at the one-sided battle, his heart was excited, his hands were shaking, and he kept shouting in his heart,

"Kill her, kill her for me..."

"Fu Ling'er" became more and more courageous as the battle went on. She killed the orcs who had previously besieged her, and immediately went to meet Xiao Muye who was charging towards her.

The strength of Huagulong was indeed well-deserved. Each of his moves was fierce and sharp. He attacked Fu Linger mercilessly, as if he was ready to kill her at any time.

Fu Ling'er was not to be outdone. She was as agile as a ghost and cleverly avoided Xiao Muye's fierce attack.

Wanqi Yuan had just finished off two orcs and quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth, quickly refilling his depleted dantian. He then energetically rushed towards the two old men.

Xiao Mengmeng, Zhuge Qiao, Lu Yan and Lu Qianming, their strength is not enough, so they make up for it with equipment.

They frantically took out various magic weapons from their arms, such as fire explosion talismans, thunder bombs, poison pills, etc., and threw them at the enemy all at once, as if these things were free.

At first, the enemies wore ferocious smiles, seemingly confident of victory, and didn't take these people seriously at all. However, they were soon severely hit in the face by the crowd's equipment, and the smiles on their faces froze in an instant, replaced by expressions of disbelief and unwillingness.

Especially those who were poisoned, the sight was horrible. The poison in these poison pills was provided by Green Flame, and it was extremely toxic. The poisoned people howled in agony.

Even after taking the detoxification pills, there was no effect at all. In just a short moment, these people seemed to melt and turned into a pool of blood, which was horrifying.

Such a horrifying scene terrified the other monks. They retreated quickly like frightened birds and never dared to get close to Xiao Mengmeng and others again.

"Hahaha, aren't you arrogant? Come on, come on, grandpa will send all of you to hell today," Lu Ming was in a mess, with a lot of blood spots on his face. Facing such a strong enemy, he did not retreat at all, his fierce eyes shot directly at the panicked enemy opposite, and threw another thunder bomb out.

"boom,"

"Boom boom,"

Explosions rang out one after another, and wails of pain filled every corner of Jiuyang City.

"Brother Jingyang, hurry up!" You An stared anxiously at the fierce battlefield below, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. "I think Master Ling and the others are almost unable to hold on. That man is also injured. And I think Master Ling cares about that man very much. We must not let anything happen to him."

You An's eyes were fixed on Wan Qiyuan. He saw that he had been attacked by a sword in the abdomen, and blood instantly stained his clothes red. You An's heart suddenly tightened, as if the sword had stabbed him.

Qingyao, who was standing by, was also extremely anxious. She watched helplessly as Mo Jiu and Mo Sang were both seriously injured and had no chance to recover, while the others were also struggling to hold on. She could no longer suppress her anxiety and shouted loudly,

"Commander, give the order! I want to go down and help Sister Ling and my companions!"

Qingzhu and Qingyun also looked worried, looking at Jingyang anxiously, and echoed in unison,

"That's right, Commander, give the order quickly! No matter what the rules are, saving people is the most important thing now!"

Jing Yang's gaze wandered over the people on Jiuyang Peak. They looked anxious, not excited. This suggested they might not necessarily be on the same side as Wen Renyu.

Finally, Jingyang nodded heavily, raised his hand and pressed down hard.

The next moment, the octagonal pavilion swooped down towards Jiuyang City like a meteor.

Just as Wen Renyu was staring at the battlefield excitedly, watching Fu Ling'er being chased by Beamontai and fleeing everywhere, dodging left and right in a mess, his heart seemed to be ignited, and he shouted wildly,

"Die! Die!"

However, at this tense moment, suddenly, twelve mysterious men in golden armor burst into the battlefield like a gust of wind. Their appearance was like a thunderclap that brought the entire battlefield to a standstill.

Instantly, the battlefield fell silent, everyone stunned by this sudden turn of events. But this silence only lasted a moment. The next moment, the mysterious men rushed into the crowd like a surging torrent, swords in hand, charging with lightning speed.

Their swordsmanship was like a violent storm, each strike carrying immense power. Wherever they passed, the Orc warriors fell one after another, screaming in agony. This sudden attack caught the Orcs completely off guard, and their initially aggressive forces were instantly routed.

"God... God's Master Attendant?" Wen Renyu's pupils trembled. What he worried about finally came true. The excitement and joy he had just felt were like a deflated ball, instantly deflated. Only his heart was left beating "bang bang", and he was in a panic.

"Underworld...Underworld King, Demon Lord, Demon Emperor, you must kill them quickly, you must kill them," Wen Renyu looked at the three of them and urged anxiously.

"Emperor of Heaven, are those people the Divine Attendants of the Divine Palace?" Ye Jiyun's face was gloomy, and he seemed to be very pessimistic about the future.

"God's Attendant? Heavenly Emperor, if our demon world and the Divine Palace were to go head-to-head... You know, our demon world has just quelled the war and is in a state of disrepair. If we go against the Divine Palace now... Heavenly Emperor, I'm sorry, I can't obey your command." Yin Zi was the first to speak out. She was trying her best to delay time, as Sister Ling's training was nearing the end.

"Emperor of Heaven, my ghost world cannot afford the price of confronting the Palace of Gods. Besides, you didn't say at the beginning that you wanted to confront the Palace of Gods. Won't you explain it to us?" Ye Jiyun made an excuse to attack.

Bei Ming Xianzhen next to him had the same attitude and stared at Wen Renyu with unfriendly eyes.